Life and death
Are tied by one string
It keeps them together
Although they repulse
The string is taut
At max capacity
But it still holds
If it doesn't
Endless growth
Endless decay
It could go either way
So they remain
Bound by a string
The string of first wails
The string of last gasps
The string of sound
From which life and death
Will remain bound
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